ll along."But now you're disrupting my plans again and again, forcing our hand. Don't blame others if that happens.She finished speaking and pulled out a signal flare, firing it into the air with a po...Now, Su Dingfang had no room to back down. He said, "Alright, what shall we wager for the second round"

"It's just like the speed of a needle," Ma Fu said. "Because we are brothers, weren't we often competing before Each person with a wooden puppet, piercing all the acupuncture points on the body, whoever is faster wins."

Of course, the prerequisite is accuracy. If you make a mistake on one acupuncture point, concede defeat.

"This…"

Upon hearing the other party's proposal, Su Dingfang immediately wore a look of embarrassment.

They were originally master and apprentice, and they often competed in this way during their time studying the art. They practiced speed and accuracy of needlework.

Back then, as a senior brother, he always led Ma Fu by a step, and for this very reason, he was greatly favored by his master.

But now it's really not possible. Using wooden puppets to compete in needle-threading speed, one needs both skill and cultivation.

Now that he is seriously ill, both his physical strength and mental fortitude are greatly diminished. Under these circumstances, even if he were to compete in a wooden puppet duel, he wouldn't be able to muster even half his usual power, let alone stand a chance of winning.

Su Caiwei beside him immediately became angry: "Can you have any shame You know my father is ill, and you still want to compete with wooden puppets!"

Ma Fu let out a chuckle: "Back then, Lao Gui was known as a master of acupuncture, always boasting about his needle-inserting speed. Your father inherited his true skills."

Logically speaking, you guys got the better end of the deal in this competition. Is there anything else you're unhappy with

Having said that, he looked at Su Dingfang again: “As a doctor, you have an illness but cannot cure yourself. As the inheritor of the Divine Needle, you dare not accept my challenge.”

You say you still have the face to live in this world What face do you have to call yourself a disciple of that old ghost”

He really knows how to get under your skin. Every word he says hits a nerve.

Su Dingfang's heart was pounding wildly, and he spurted out a large mouthful of blood. At this moment, let alone competing in speed for acupuncture, he couldn't even stand up straight.

"Oh, senior brother, your body doesn't seem to be doing well. Why don't you just concede"

Ma Fu burst into a fit of laughter with delight.

"I challenge you!"

Su Caiwei shouted angrily.

Chu Yun also stepped forward: "Master, I will take your place in this round."

"Haha, don't worry. Today I'm going to completely defeat your Tai Ping Medical Hall. Anyone who wants to come can come."

Ma Fu burst into laughter, arrogant and confident, believing he had these people in his grasp.

"I'll go first!"

Su Caiwei walked over first, she and Ma Fu each standing in front of a wooden puppet.

Ma Fu took out a three-inch long needle and held it in his palm, proudly smiling: "For your sake as a junior, I'll let you have three needles."

Su Caiwei snorted coldly and didn't stand on ceremony. She immediately moved, charging towards the wooden puppet in front of her like a butterfly flitting through flowers.

She held the needles in both hands, moving them like flowers blooming on either side. In an instant, they pierced two acupoints. As she pulled out the silver needles, a trace of scarlet seeped from the wooden puppet's body.

Ye Bufan nodded secretly, this wooden puppet although not as exquisite as the acupuncture copper man, but the effect was no worse.

After Su Caiwei had plunged in three needles, Ma Fu on that side moved as well.

Although he looks somewhat elderly, this man is by no means slow. His cultivation base is far higher than Su Caiwei's, having reached the late stage of Qi Refining.

Although he was wielding a single needle, it fell like raindrops, striking with incredible speed. It was so fast that one could barely see his movements, leaving only a blur in its wake.

But where his palm passed, a smear of crimson seeped from the wooden puppet, clearly showing that every needle strike had found its mark.

Ye Bufan shook his head. The gap between them was too great, both in terms of medical skill and martial arts cultivation. He had determined the outcome from the very beginning.

Su Caiwei's cultivation was only at the ninth level of the Qi Refining Stage, and she devoted more of her energy to medicine than to martial arts cultivation. Her body skills were naturally inferior to her opponent's.

As expected, though she was fast, right as her strike reached halfway, Ma Fu over there clapped his hands and retracted the silver needles.

"Girl, there's no need to compare anymore. You're still far behind me."

This guy is getting more and more smug.

Su Caiwei was full of resentment, but she had no choice. The facts were right in front of her eyes; she really wasn't as good as the other person. She could only snort coldly and retreat.

"Here I come!"

Chu Yun continued to walk to the front of the wooden puppet.

"Yes, today I'm going to shut down your Tai Ping Medical Hall and make you concede defeat!"

After Ma Fu finished, he competed with Chu Yun again. The result was not much different from before. Although Chu Yun was a little faster than Su Caiwei, it was only a tiny bit.

It had no impact on the overall situation and was soon defeated.

"Is anyone else going to step up I've already said it, every single person from Tai Ping Medical Hall is here today. I'm going to make you lose so convincingly that you have no choice but to accept defeat."

Ma became more and more arrogant. In his eyes, the three people from Taiping Medical Hall had already lost two, and although Su Dingfang in front of him was strong, he only had half a life left. Where was there any ability to compete After he finished speaking, the room fell silent. Su Dingfang's expression became extremely difficult, struggling to stand up, but as soon as he moved, a trace of blood oozed from the corner of his mouth.

Ma Fu curled his lips: "Brother, your body is too weak. It's a shame for a doctor to be like this. I advise you to admit defeat early, or don't blame others if you die here."

Su Caiwei angrily said: "Shameless, you challenged me because you knew my father was ill, otherwise you couldn't possibly be my opponent."

"So what if Seize the opportunity when you're down. That's how I, Ma, operate. If you have the guts, beat me!"

"I'll still say the same thing, if any of you can beat me, I'll surrender immediately. If not, just hand over the clinic."

Ma Fu was unbearably proud and arrogant. Though Su Caiwei was furious, there was nothing she could do about it.

Su Dingfang's face was filled with despair. He couldn't even get on the field himself, and his apprentice and daughter were no match for their opponents. In this situation, he could only admit defeat.

After a long pause, he uttered with great difficulty: "My Tai Ping Medical Hall acknowledges..."

This clinic was left to him by his master, and it was ruined in his own hands, which caused him immense pain.

And just as the word "lose" was about to escape his lips, a voice beside him said, "Wait a minute, it's not over yet."

Everyone was startled and turned to see who was speaking. It was the young man sitting beside them who had been silent up until now.

To his surprise, it was a young man who spoke. Ma Fu curled his lip, his disdain becoming even more apparent.

Chu Yun's face darkened, and he said with dissatisfaction: "What are you meddling in You're not even a match for that person, what are you comparing yourself to"

"You lost, you lost. That's your trash, what does it have to do with me"

Ye Bufan strode towards Su Ding's side, "Let me try, maybe I can help you save the clinic."

Chu Yun said, "Master, don't listen to this guy talk nonsense. He'll only humiliate himself by going up there."

Ye Bufan smiled coldly: "Embarrassing It's better than you losing the clinic, isn't it"

Su Diding originally didn't have much hope for this young man, but before he could speak, another violent coughing fit struck.

Su Caiwei hesitated for a moment, but ultimately made up her mind. Even if Ye Bufan defeated her side, there wouldn't be much loss.

"Ye gege, you go."

Ultimately, she made the decision in place of her father.

Although Chu Yun wasn't happy, he didn't say anything more. In his opinion, the guy was just asking for humiliation by going up there.owever, frowned and looked coldly at the middle-aged man."Lei Wanhe, it's actually you!""Yes, it's me."Lei Wanhe burst into a hearty laugh. "A thousand years ago, during the grand competition of Qing...